

Untitled -- 8 July 2008The weight of the world Dances on my shoulders. I want to be a stone So that I may sink or crumble beneath it. Make me a stone.Untitled -- 8 July 2008
The weight of the world Gambols along my spine But I don't want to perish underneath When I've got my wings now. Watch me take flight.


To Cross the GuyandotteI always hated crossing that rickety, bare-boned bridge Into tiny, tiny Henlawson, birthplace of tales.To Cross the Guyandotte
That squat, hoary house sitting pertly on the hillside Had borne witness to a multitude of memories: Bird legged and petite, Anna Jean was never afraid To show neighbor boys how to really shoot marbles, And her brother Elmer wowed them all By carving accurate likenesses into tree trunks, By seeking his fortune way out west.
Years later, a new generation found themselves Singing fresh hits by the Jacksons and the Osmonds Into deodorant cans while hamming it up &n
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